"Anyone else want to confess what jewels that walked away from?"
On the way to a date one evening about twenty years ago; while walking to the train in my Zegna double-breasted suit (can you say "sharp"), I passed a 40 foot garbage dumpster. On top of the pile was a Schwinn Phantom; black and red. Looked damn cherry too. Although only a few blocks from home, time was of the essence. Sad.
John T.Pergolizzi
Brooklyn, New York